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An: Okay here�s the next chapter. I�ve tried to get this up as soon as possible�. (Which meant not doing HW as thoroughly as I would have liked, but hey, I like fanfiction more than doing my Spanish and astronomy) Thanks to those who reviewed, it�s always nice to see.

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(Lothlorien)
Lady Galadriel sighed as she sat down on the bench in her garden. �It was unavoidable, I suppose. Although I wished we could have prevented it,� she thought as she regained her strength. Looking into the mirror always made her weary. Perhaps it wasn�t the mirror itself, but the violent and troublesome images�..
�My dear, what troubles have you foreseen?� asked Celeborn as he placed an arm around her shoulders and settled down next to his wife.
Galadriel smiled slightly. �Who says that they are troubles? Mayhap I have seen great joy and delight in our future,� she said, and then winced when she heard the obvious sadness in her voice.
�I am afraid that I also know too well the troubles that loom on the horizon,� he said as he grasped hend. nd. He stroked her hand gently with his fingers. �What have yoen nen now?� he asked.
She remained silent for a minute, reviewing what she had seen. �Thranduil is very angry,� she murmured. �His other children suffer because of his displeasure with Legolas. He has started to beat another of his sons, and has arranged a marriage for his daughter out of anger.� Galadriel winced. �If nothing is done, I fear that Calimara will fade before her wedding day.�
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(Mirkwood, earlier that day)
Calimara gently ran her fingers over the bruise on her brother�s face. �What set him off this time?� she asked Aranisilo as he winced from the slight pressure.
**five minutes earlier**
Thranduil sat at his desk patiently sorting though the numerous stacks of papers. �Where is that border report?!� he thought angrily as he reached the end of a pile. �Ahh!� he shouted as he flung the offending papers into the air. Thranduil shut his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.
�Father? What is wrong?� asked Aranisilo as he walked into the study and noticed the papers all over the ground. He leaned down and picked up the few that were closest to him and then placed them on the desk.
Thranduil opened his eyes and glanced at his son, and then at the papers that had been replaced on the desk. Elrond�s large signature caught his eye and he looked closer. They were the treaties that Legolas had given him before leaving.
�Father?� asked the prince once again. He wasn�t prepared for the slap across the face. The loud smack resonated throughout the chamber, and Aranisilo pressed his palm to his cheek, stunned.
�What�s wrong? I�ll tell you what�s wrong,� said Thranduil as he stood angrily. �That no good elf that you call your brother has betrayed me and our kingdom, and you and your siblings let it happen!� The king�s face flushed as he began to pace. �Nobody respects me around here! I�ve slaved for years to keep my people and our lands safe, and what happens?! My so called advisor goes against my direct orders! And my own warriors, who have sworn allegiance to me, as well as my own children, let it happen!� Thranduil was screaming now. �Your sister I can get rid of easily enough, I�ve found one who will take her. But you and your brothers�.. I cannot just marry you off as I can her. No, I am stuck with you�..�
The prince had backed away from his father during this little speech, and was nervously edging his way towards the door. Thankfully, the next words his father spoke, besides several curses, were �Get out of my sight.�
**present time**
Calimara smiled faintly, yet the tears running down her cheeks betrayed her true feelings. �He has found one to take me?� she asked as she leaned into her brother�s arms. �As if I am a barrel of wine, or a horse.� She sighed. �His spies have already told him that I desire one of the Galadhrim. Why cannot he let me have what I want?�
Aranisilo hugged her gently. �I fear that he will never forgive us for siding with Legolas,� he st sol solemnly. Just then Anganca and Vorimarao walked in.
�Brother, who has struck you?!� asked Vorimarao angrily when he saw the bruise. �Who dared to raise a hand against a Prince of Mirkwood?� Turning to Calimara for answers, he noticed her tear stained cheeks. �Sister why do you cry?� he asked anxiously.
Calimara leaned back from her brother�s embrace. �The one who calls himself our father has struck Aran,� she said softly. And then paling slightly, she said, �I cry because he has arranged a marriage for me, despite my love for another.� Images of Rumil ran through her mind, and she desperately blinked back more tears.
Seeing his sister�s pain, Anganca angrily shook his head. �We will not let it happen,� he said as he paced back and worth on the wooden floor. �You will not marry this elf whom bee been chosen for you.� He looked at his brothers and they nodded. �We will send you to Lothlorien: to Rumil.�
�Yes, there you will be under the protection of the Lady and Lord, and Legolas will also be there to protect you,� said Vorimarao. The crown prince dug into the pouch hanging from the belt around his waist. He then handed the herbs he pulled out to Aranisilo. �Here brother. These will take away the pain.� He mentally cursed his father. �I wish I had been there. I could have stopped it!� He buried his face in his hands.
�Do not blame yourself Vor� if you had been there he may have hurt you too,� stated Aranisilo as he pulled his brother close.
�No,� said the eldest brother. �I would not have let him strike either of us.� He stood up straight and his voice grew louder. �He will not touch you again. I will protect you with my life.� The others were startled to see the fierce look on his face. He seemed to have aged years in that last moment.
�Come,� said Anganca. �We must make plans for Cali�s journey.� He squeezed his sister. �Go pack. Bring only what you absolutely need, and dress in leggings and a tunic. It will be easier to travel if you look like a male.� He smiled at her reassuringly as she left the room.
�How many of the guards do you think will help us?� Vorimarao asked his brothers. It was hard to say. Many of them were loyal to the princes, yet as they displayed with Legolas in the dungeon, when it came down to it, they would not go against their king. Yet their were others who would, such as the ones who accompanied Legolas on the mission to rescue Haldir. Each prince, like Legolas, led a contingent of warriors on patrol. Those elves would choose the princes over the king, any day.
�This will not work,� said Anganca as he looked from Vorimarao to Aranisilo.
�What do you mean?� asked the crown prince.
Anganca looked nervously at his brothers before replying. �We cannot send Calimara and then remain here to face father�s wrath. We will all have to go.�
Vorimarao quickly ran through the situation in his head, and finally realized that his brother was right. To remain with their father, after they deliberately slipped their sister under his nose, would be asking for trouble.
The three quickly agreed and finished making their plans. They�d leave first thing in the morning.
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